Stop the ball ten meters away, the goal depends on Meng

Chapter 219 The Turf at the Bernabeu
On April 4, Madrid International Airport welcomed an Italian special plane.

Two hours later, after taking a short rest, the AC Milan team arrived at the Santiago Bernabeu Stadium, the venue for the Champions League semi-finals, and began to adapt to the venue for the first time.

"Richie, you must feel missed, right?"

Ambrosini smiled and said to Kaka.

Compared with Su Changwei, the old captain is Kaka's real old teammate. They played for Milan for 6+1 seasons together.

It's just that in the previous six seasons, Anbu could only hide in the light of those shining superstar teammates.

Rui Costa, Pirlo, Gattuso, Seedorf, Kaká, and even Beckham, who was later temporarily loaned, are all far more famous than him, but...he is the one who brought Milan from glory to trough. The most direct witness.

Kaka shook his head and looked around this majestic temple with many emotions.

Here, I have played for three full seasons, how could I have no feelings?

It's just... In these three seasons, apart from the initial short-lived sweetness, the most profound memories that remain in his mind are repeated injuries, a cold bench, the coach's cold eyes, and... Meilinger's boos !
He suddenly had an irrepressible impulse:

[If... if I can replicate my performance in the first round in this stadium tomorrow, will Mourinho... feel any regrets? 】

"Oh my Cao!"

Kaka was thinking about it, and Boateng over there let out a scream.

The little prince of Ghana, who scored twice in the last game, was overly excited today and performed a difficult tornado flying kick. As a result, his foot sprained when he landed because of the large range of movement!

To make matters worse, because he rolled along the way, he happened to knock Max to the ground.

Unprepared, "Plum Blossom" stretched out her hand to support herself on the ground, but unfortunately she twisted her finger...

Before the warm-up was finished, Milan lost two generals, one in front and one in the back!
Allegri couldn't help but squat down and touch the lawn:
"Mourinho...did he also put sand in it?"

The more he thought about it, the more puzzled he became:
"The quality of the turf at the Bernabeu is much better than our San Siro!"

"How could that Portuguese guy not use any extra moves?!"

Tassotti shrugged:

"Please, we are not a team with poor ground skills like Barcelona. Adding sand will do nothing for us!"
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An hour later, a doubtful Allegri appeared at the pre-match press conference.

Before he opened his mouth, a reporter raised his hand and asked:
"Hello, "Daily Sports", I heard that many players in Milan have been injured due to the poor quality of the pitch at the Bernabeu?"

This reporter from the Catalan region is obviously worried about the world being in chaos, and he is eager to use the Italian coach's words to criticize the Bernabeu to the point where it is bloody and useless...

But A'囧 is also a human being, and he will not make random remarks about this kind of thing.

So he shook his head repeatedly:

"The quality of the turf at the Bernabeu is recognized by UEFA as a five-star rating. Injuries are only a small probability event. After all, Messi was injured at Camp Nou, right?"

However, he also confirmed:

"Boateng and Mexes may not be able to appear in tomorrow's squad. I have to adjust my lineup and tactics."

As soon as he finished speaking, another reporter couldn't wait to make the transition seamlessly:

"Marca", according to Italian media reports, Su Changwei's training status yesterday was very poor because he had an all-night party with a young model. As a famous coach who values ​​discipline, do you want to condone this unhealthy behavior? Wind?"

A'囧 couldn't help but frown and cursed in his heart:
[This damn Internet era!Did these Spaniards know it so quickly? 】

But he was already prepared:
"You are right. I have always been concerned about players' disciplinary issues. However, Ah Wei and other players were in the rest period allowed by the club at the time, and I will not interfere with the players' personal lives."

He changed the subject:
"However, if a player's training status is affected due to recreational activities in his spare time, I cannot remain indifferent."

He spread his hands:

"So... in tomorrow's game, you will not see player No. 10 appearing in the starting 11-man roster!" The whole house was in an uproar!

Real Madrid staff immediately sent a text message to Mourinho:

"Urgent news! Su will not start!"

Mourinho was very moved:

[Ah Wei, you still haven’t forgotten me as a bole in your heart! 】

[What about partying all night and overindulging in sex? Are you deliberately looking for a reason not to start the game? 】

[You are just worried that after you start, Real Madrid will have no chance of comeback! 】

[In order to give me this opportunity, you don’t care about your personal reputation at all! 】

[I just promoted you from the youth training team back then, so you are willing to repay me like this! 】

[I will definitely not let you down for your hard work, and I will definitely let you see the strongest Real Madrid! 】
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Arrived as scheduled on January 5th.

In the evening, the Bernabeu Stadium seems to be wrapped in a layer of silver light, making it even more elegant and noble.

Before the game even started, the fans in the main stand had already created a huge Champions League trophy. The scene was very shocking, symbolizing Real Madrid's status as the "Champions League hegemon".

"Kevin, you really deserve to die!"

Mexes, who was sitting in the away team's fan area, couldn't help but complain.

Boateng, who was sitting with him, hugged his girlfriend and said without hesitation:
"This is the 100th time you've complained!"

"As an apology, I have promised to buy you a drink when I return to Milan!"

Max rolled his eyes in anger:
"Is this a drinking thing?"

"I missed the chance to beat Real Madrid at the Bernabeu!"

He waited for several seconds, but didn't get an answer.

Turning around to look, Boateng was having a long and passionate kiss with his girlfriend...
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Just as angry as Mex was CCTV commentator Shen Fangjian, who was thousands of miles away.

Originally, according to seniority, after He Wei and Duan Xuan, it should be his turn to commentate on this game.

Although the outcome of this game has been decided, it is still the semi-finals of the Champions League after all, which does not insult his talent.

But unexpectedly, the news came out a day ago that Su Changwei could not start, and his enthusiasm was suddenly reduced by more than half.

But what surprised him even more was that Director Zhang notified him at short notice:

"Haven't you been complaining about working too much overtime? I'll give you two days off!"

Shen Fangjian didn't even have to bother to inquire, and he got the name of a good colleague who took over his "overtime" job.

Hong Gang, the famous volleyball commentator on the sports channel!
Shen Fangjian, who just turned 30, silently accepted the leadership's thoughtful arrangements and enjoyed his precious vacation.

Although he has not worked in this building for a long time, he is already familiar with the rules!
He could only enjoy the semi-final silently in his rented house! -
Spanish local time: 20:40 in the evening.

East Eighth District time: 2:40 am.

The starting 22 players from Real Madrid and Milan have filed out along the player tunnel. At the end of the tunnel, a small entrance "Road to Wembley" has been specially built.

Whoever can achieve the final victory can go to Wembley to participate in the final!

Su Changwei, who was sitting on the bench, yawned and encouraged Ronaldo on the court:
"Brother Luo, let me see your big heart!"

(End of this chapter)